He stifled asnigger as he touched a spot and her hips jumped, he felt a shudder run throughher, again he touched this time he licked her nub, his tong...e flicking over theend, she moved again.? She was now moving, little stifled grunts came from her; Norman was a master at arousing women as long asthey were helpless, bound and at his mercy, like Frank and his tormenting thiswas his game. He now had twofingers inside her, rubbing just over the spot, his tongue slid and slurpedover her cunt, she. "That's it, tell me you want to cum, beg me to let you!" The only response I got was louder cries, but I didn't care. I was brutally fucking her with the dildo. With my free hand I grabbed her's and pushed her fingers harder against her clit."Come on slut. Tell me what a dirty little bitch you are. Tell me how you want to cum!" Monique was crying, but I could also hear the moans escaping from her chest."That's it slut. You're just a dirty whore. You want to cum, you want me to fuck you and blow. He had sentthem all on to Mel, but now... now it was just a shame that Derek wasn'there this week. It really wasn't as much fun making fun of someone whenthey weren't there - to receive the "benefit" of all his trouble. But,unfortunately, timing was everything. He selected one of the picturesof Derek kissing Sissy, one of them dancing together, one of them withthe dessert for two between them, and finally, one of them holding handstogether on the way out of the movie. He had many more, but. As he drove he scrolled to stations he liked better, ones that played real music, and reset the preset buttons. 'She'll appreciate that,' he thought. At work it was the usual, endless emails chasing suppliers and answering obvious and unnecessary questions from his boss. He was a bit draggy from the beers yesterday, but hey, who expects peak performance on a Monday, right? He begged a few aspirin from his administrative assistant; that was what the secretaries called themselves these days. The.